The Joy of Nesting: A Christmas Candle

Thursday, December 24, 2009

A Christmas Candle

A Christmas candle is a lovely thing,

It makes no noise at all, But softly gives itself away

While quite unselfish it grows small

Eva K Logue

My wish for all of Bloglandia is a wonderful holiday season filled with love,happiness and amazing memories!!

Have a most audacious today or tomorrow depending on where in the world you are. p;)

6 comments:

Anonymous said...: thank you, may you also have a wonderful holiday! i've enjoyed reading your blog this year and look forward to next year.
sandra; December 24, 2009 at 10:19 PM
sharon said...: I hope you have a very blessed Christmas Patti! I have to apologize again for my absence, and you always so faithfully visit me and leave me with such kind thoughts. My wish is to be a better blog visitor to you. I am so happy we connected this year, and I wish only the best for you and your family! Again, thank you from the bottom of my heart!; December 24, 2009 at 10:39 PM
stregata said...: Thank you for befriending me this year. I wish you a most wonderful Christmas and only the best for the New Year!
xo; December 24, 2009 at 11:11 PM
Tristan Robin said...: Brightest wishes for a magical and blessed holiday and peaceful and rewarding new year!; December 25, 2009 at 9:31 AM
Olde Dame Penniwig said...: *pop* *pop* *pop*

Christmas firecrackers!!! A tradition in Mexico and in the South!

Merry Christmas!; December 25, 2009 at 10:09 AM
Fabulously French said...: I love candles and have many lit today for Christmas.
Hope that you are having a very merry Christmas.

Leeann x; December 25, 2009 at 12:58 PM

The Velveteen Rabbit

What is REAL?" asked the Rabbit one day, when they were lying side by side near the nursery fender, before Nana came to tidy the room. "Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?"
"Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real."
"Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit.
"Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt."
"Does it happen all at once, like being wound up," he asked, "or bit by bit?"
"It doesn't happen all at once," said the Skin Horse. "You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in your joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."